Thin legs of mine ran with long strides, sounds like that of horses. Heavy gasps of breath forced through my lungs for release. Only, if only, I find Him, then the journey will not be a waste.
The tougher part will come later- an encounter I dread so much it slows me down. But I cannot dwell on it right now till I see Him...till I stare trembling before the Master to ask a favor. The part I fear most is if He rejects me and grants not my desire then all is lost.
My soul had grown weary from looking until I spot Him and then my countenance changed. Immediacy cried heavily in my ears and I knew there wasn't time for many words.
A few moments after, I was on my way back. My wish was granted!
My request was given!
Without looking back I knew He was coming with me. I didn't have to say much nor did I, with Him, need to have ties. All I said was:
Jesus! Quickly, for life goes and time flies;
What I ask is for many and my soul desperately cries.
Come down before my child dies!
